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October 16, 2014
Half way through Scar Lover and thought of him and found this site. A truly remarkable humanity gone from us.
June 19, 2013
Thanks for the stories, Mr. Crews.
April 1, 2013
Great writer,inspired my own tales,Sergio
July 22, 2012
By reason of a strange combination of factors, including mere chance, I've met, interviewed, jammed with and otherwise gotten to know a fair number of luminary sorts of people in my life, but Harry Crews is the only one who ever intimidated me. He didn't do so by design or intent - it was just by reason of the walking power that was his. This was the case long before I read his book "A Childhood: The Biography of a Place," which is the single most moving piece of writing I have ever absorbed. I have some incredible stories revolving around Harry, and I intend to put them down at some point, but it isn't as if I was a best friend or shared some staggeringly important times together. It's more that the few times we were together were indelibly imprinted in my memory because of that undeniable importance that was Harry. I could never be myself around him, and more's the pity, because I think we could have been friends had I been able to rise above my stupid awe of him (which he hated, of course). His roll off a motorcycle and under a truck without dying; his writing alone, for God's sake; the life he led that didn't kill him; the fear he struck in muscle-bound idiots who ruined a get-together of mine - and I could go on. And all he was without my ever having to have gotten to know him really at all. Harry, I tried to learn the song you were trying to get me to play, but it wasn't to be. I did get to see a very gentle side of you, but I never was able to be myself around you. Never, never. I hope you get it now, if you even care, but the sorry thing is, I still care for you to care. What is that magic? And all of that aside from the incredible books - I read all but one or two. Still my favorite writer, by far. By far...
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